After staying in the depths of the Qinling Mountains for nearly two months, Cui Jiu finally told Yang Chuan that he could go out.

Before leaving, he asked Yang Chuan to catch a pair of young eagles on a cliff, and asked in detail about the process and secret of 'boiling eagles', and the old thief floated away.

Yang Chuan was not at ease, so he simply hid in the mountains for a few more days, and then slowly descended the mountain.

After returning to his fiefdom, he first took a secret look, but was dumbfounded by the busy scene in front of him-

Under the supervision of a commanding cavalry, hundreds of laborers worked tirelessly in the fields, and if they slacked off, they would be whipped to the ground, and they were extremely miserable; In addition, more than 300 craftsmen worked day and night to cut down trees and build houses, and they were extremely attentive and did not dare to relax at all.

Far from being deserted, his fief was already in shape.

More than half of the more than 2,000 wastelands have been planted with crops, and in some plots, you can even see a layer of green grain seedlings; More than a dozen wooden lofts are almost finished, and they look very imposing.

What is particularly eye-catching is the cavalry of fifty people, all of whom look young and heroic, with very distinct ironclad suits, a bright red pheasant feather diagonally inserted in the helmet fluttering in the wind, and a scarlet coat behind them.

This is the Yulin Army?

When Yang Chuan saw Huo Quai, who had a dark face and a layer of blood scabs on his mouth, he immediately determined that this cavalry should be the legendary Yulin Army.

The first time he saw Yang Chuan, Huo Qu was sick for several breaths, and his dusty eye sockets suddenly became wet.

"Yang Chuan of the dog day, you really didn't die!"

Huo Quai's horse galloped over, and when he was still more than a dozen steps away from Yang Chuan, he rolled off the horse, strode over with the inertia of the hurricane war horse, and flew Yang Chuan out seven or eight steps with one punch: "Slut!" ”

Yang Chuan lay on the ground for a long time before slowly getting up.

Huo Quzhi's fist was extremely hard, it was like a sledgehammer smashing on his body, making him hold his breath, and it took him a long time to endure the pain that pierced his heart.

He felt that the bones in his shoulders were about to break, and his face was covered with cold sweat from the pain, but the smile on his face was very bright: "I'm dead, who will cook you the world's first-class food?" ”

Huo Quai's face was gone, and while Yang Chuan didn't pay attention, he wiped a handful of wet eye sockets, and pretended to laugh heroically: "A certain family dominates the world, and the desire of the mouth and stomach is not enough, hahaha!" ”

Yang Chuan also laughed a few times and said, "Stir-fried deer breast, stewed lamb, braised bear paw, snow chicken stewed mushrooms, fragrant and fresh wild vegetable soup......"

Huo Quzhi sniffled vigorously, and scolded with a dark face: "Eat for three days in a row...... No, the Decade! ”

Yang Chuan: "Okay, the deal ......"

……

That night, Yang Chuan feasted on his own fiefdom, except for the fifty Yulin soldiers who 'supervised' him for a month, most of the evil people in Chang'an City basically came.

After receiving Huo Quai's 'Golden Eagle Biography', these big foodies called friends and hugged each other, each of them brought groups of subordinates and servants, pulling a cart full of gifts to Yang Chuan to 'enter the fire' to celebrate the joy of the fourteen-year-old boy's Qiao Ju.

More than 100 miles of journey, resting in ordinary times, with the prodigal energy of these gentlemen to play in the mountains and rivers, lackeys and rabbits, at least two or three days can walk.

But this time, no one wanted to waste time on the road, and they arrived just three or four hours later.

Seeing the endless stream of distinguished guests, Yang Chuan was vaguely uneasy, he pulled Huo Quzhi aside, and asked very seriously: "Go to the sick, there is really no hidden danger in socializing with the powerful family with such fanfare?" ”

Huo Quzhi asked very strangely: "You won't rebel, what hidden dangers will there be?" ”

Looking at Yang Chuan's sad face, Huo Quzhi smiled and comforted him: "Don't worry, although I, Huo Quzhi, am not familiar with the world, but I know my brother-in-law well, you are a young man, if you don't know how to fight cocks and lackeys, fight, and don't want to associate with the gentlemen of Chang'an City, he will really have doubts about you;

My uncle once told me that if those of us who are subjects, especially those of us who have been in the ranks all the year round, if we want to live a long time, we must make you look rough, stupid, and reckless, and often make a little mistake to make my uncle-in-law scold, which is a good thing;

In fact, I found that the best thing is to get my brother-in-law to beat me up and kick a few times from time to time......"

Yang Chuan nodded, finally relieved.

Hou Huo, the champion who swept the world before the age of twenty-three and sealed the wolf, was sick, how could he be a fool?

It's not that this guy doesn't understand the world, but he doesn't bother to think about these things at all on weekdays, and this time, the reason why he 'went into the fire' for Yang Chuan with great fanfare is actually to protect his brother.

"Among these gentlemen, there is only one person you can't do it," Finally, Huo Quzhi reminded Yang Chuan, "That guy Cao Xiang is dying, you must not beat him, otherwise, if you kill a Pingyang Marquis, even the king of heaven and Lao Tzu will not be able to save your dog's life." ”

Yang Chuan was full of promises.

Cao Xiang's ancestor was Cao Shen, one of the founding ministers of the Han Dynasty, the nephew of Emperor Liu Che, the son of Princess Pingyang, according to historical records, he later married the daughter of Wei Zifu, and was Liu Che's nephew and son-in-law.

Such a half-dead sick man, who dares to move a finger of him, it is estimated that he will regret the eighteenth generation......

……

The people in Chang'an City are very good at things, and they seem to know that Yang Chuan has just been knighted, and he is poor, so when they came, they all brought their own ingredients, spices, pots and pans, and wine.

Even, many people also brought their own cooks, for fear that Yang Chuan, who was born in the last few years, would not be able to raise a cook, so he could help cook food for everyone.

The first time he invited a guest to dinner, Yang Chuan naturally wouldn't let other cooks do it, those guys' cooking skills really didn't dare to compliment, except for being greasy, salty, and half-cooked, it was simply a waste of ingredients.

Because there were too many guests, some exquisite dishes that needed to be stir-fried, cold dressed, and stewed could not be cooked, so Yang Chuan simply took matters into his own hands and planned to teach everyone to roast the whole sheep on the spot.

The public gentleman was very disdainful of this, and refused to do it himself on the grounds that 'the gentleman is not close to the cook', and naturally he was too lazy to go over to observe and learn, and hid aside to drink and have fun.

They rushed to cheer Yang Chuan, on the one hand, for the golden eagle, and on the other hand, to express to the emperor that they did not participate in the hunt two months ago, who would be full to learn what bullshit cooking!

Among them, some people have heard that Yang Chuan's cooking skills are good, but everyone is a nobleman, a figure with a great status in the Han Dynasty, how can they be willing to cook with their own hands?

In this regard, Huo Quzhi was very angry, but Yang Chuan felt very good.

Things in this world are often like this, things given away for nothing, no matter how precious and valuable they are, will be discarded by others, so it is better to cherish them for yourself.

"Go sick, call the brothers of Yulin Army over, let's roast the whole sheep by ourselves," Yang Chuan quietly gave Huo Quzhi a look, "The real good things can only be precious in the hands of their own brothers." ”

Huo Quzhi smiled and said in a low voice, "What's the name of this dish?" ”

Yang Chuan groaned for a while, and said with a smile: "Let's call it Yulin barbecue, remember, this is the unique secret method of the Yulin Army, and it will never be passed on!" ”